Dave awoke with a start. Glancing over at his phone, it read 3:12. 

“What the hell?” he thought to himself.

When he tried to go back to sleep, he heard rustling coming from the foot of his bed, as though there was something under the covers. Lifting them up, he was met with Holly's face staring back at him, a broad grin stretching from ear to ear.

“What are you doing here?! Your parents are still home,” he began, before she cut him off.

“Don’t worry about my parents. They’d be over the moon if we were dating. My love life has been drier than the outback these last two years, and you’re a good guy.”

“And what about Eric?” he shot back in a hushed tone.

“Well, Eric is my brother, so I don’t give a shit what he thinks,” she replied.

“He’s still my best friend. What if he figures out that we’re… you know?”

“Well, he doesn’t need to find out, and I didn’t see you protesting what we did in my room yesterday.”

“No comment,” he sighed defeatedly. 

“Exactly. Now, do you want me to finish what I started yesterday?” she whispered as she began stroking his crotch through his pyjamas.

“Yes, I do,” he muttered, hoping to hide his enthusiasm. “Will it take an hour to get to the good stuff again, though?”

“Don’t worry. I like teasing people, but I’m not cruel. Gotta give people a reason to come back, ya’know?”

“Wait, if it’s been two years… how do you even know how to do this stuff?” he hesitated for a moment before continuing, “I mean… that’s not something most people pick up at 16 or 17.”

“Well, we all have our demons,” she murmured, deflectively. The edge in her voice was gone almost as soon as it appeared, then she sank down and took him into her mouth.

Dave was curious about what she had meant, but knew better than to push. And in any case, he didn’t want the current moment to end.

As Holly took his head into her mouth, she began swirling her tongue over it, and a small groan escaped Dave. She began to lower her head further, taking more of his manhood in her mouth; as she did so, she used her tongue to lick his shaft, occasionally stopping to give some special attention to the tip of his dick.

After a few seconds, she pulled her head up and took a deep breath. Looking up at him, she asked,

“You enjoying this?”

“Fuuck yes,” he breathed out as he bit his lower lip.

“Such. A. Pretty. And. Handsome. Cock. You. Have,” she said in between landing gentle kisses.

Before Dave could give any response, she leaned in and continued sucking his dick. This time, she bobbed her head up and down, increasing in pace until she could feel his orgasm approaching.

Just then, she lifted her head and began to quickly stroke it using her hand, her fist causing a clapping sound every time it struck his skin. A moment before his semen erupted from the tip of his erection, she shoved her head down, taking most of his cock into her mouth.

Dave’s release coated her mouth in a thick and salty layer. She savoured the feeling for a few seconds before swallowing it and licking up any excess from his hardness. She laid her head to rest on one of his thighs, panting to catch her breath.

“That, Holly, was one of the best blowjobs I’ve ever had,” Dave said slowly.

“Glad you liked it,” she replied with a smirk, “I need to go back to my room, but since we’ll be home alone, I dare say there’ll be plenty more where that came from.”

“I sure as hell am looking forward to that, but I think you should go back to your room before anyone else notices; otherwise, I might not be in this house for too long.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right, but I’ll be back; you can’t get rid of me that easily.”

“Not like I’m trying to.”

~~~~~

“Hey, Dave, we’re headed out,” Eric called as he poked his head through the bedroom door.

“Alright, have fun!”

As soon as Dave heard the front door shut, he sprinted down the corridor to Holly’s room. Coming to a stop just inches from the door. Taking a few deep breaths, he knocked on her door.

She opened immediately and, before he could say anything, pulled him into a deep kiss. Their kiss lasted what seemed like forever to Dave before she slowly pulled away. She put her hands on the sides of his shoulders and guided him to a pouffe. She pushed him onto it, a wicked smile curving on her face, before she began undoing the buttons on her blouse, pausing between each one, savouring his impatience.

He decided he’d try and speed things along; she had none of it. When he tried to get up, she put her sole to his chest and pushed him back. His arms hung down, mouth parted in surprise, before she dragged her toes up along his torso, pointing his chin up so he gazed into her eye before she raised her foot and pressed her toes to his lips.

He parted them without hesitation before sucking on them. As she pulled them out, he pursued them with his tongue. She rested them on his crotch, feeling his erect cock stretch against his clothes, before pressing harder against them, before he inhaled sharply.

As the last buttons came undone, she tossed her blouse onto the floor before doing the same to her jeans.

“Pants off,” she commanded. He obeyed without hesitation.

He scooted forward while undoing his pants, his shaft straining against his boxers, as he hooked a finger in them to pull them off. She kicked it away.

Without a word, she turned around, giving him a full view of her ass, barely covered by her small white lace panties, before laying them to rest on his boxers. Slowly, she began moving back and forth, grinding against his hardness. 

The room was silent save for the soft sussuration of fabric rubbing against fabric. As her arousal increased, so too did her urgency; she began rolling her hips and panting. He reached around to grab her hips before she moved them up and placed them onto her bra.

His cock ached with wanton desire to enter the warmth so close, yet so unreachably far. Without warning, she got up, as he was about to follow her motion, she pushed him back playfully, gave a gentle kiss, and whispered, “Just enjoy the show.”

She sauntered over to her bed, ass swaying with each step. He remained captivated by her divine body. Once she got to her bed, she propped herself up on pillows, legs spread for him to see.

Slowly, deliberately, she undid her lace panties, stretching out the moment for him. As the fabric goes loose, she picks it up with two fingers, gently, then tosses it at him. He catches them.

“Sniff them,” she ordered, her voice firm.

Doing as he was told, Dave lifted the underwear to his nose and inhaled; her enchanting aroma lingered on them.

As he turned his attention back to her, she had two fingers on either side of her entrance, spreading them so that they glistened in the soft light. Her crystal necklace, a small glint between her breasts.

She patiently pushed her middle finger into her sex, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her perfectly sculpted lips. She entered herself with a second finger, thrusting them in and out of her pussy before taking them in her mouth, tasting herself on them.

She took her palm and began rubbing herself in circles, spreading her juices all across her inner thighs. As his erection grew unbearably strong, Dave pulled out his member and grasped it.

“Ah ah ah,” she admonished him, “did I tell you you could start stroking?”

“Please,” he begged, “I need it.”

She smiled a wicked smile with a giggle, “and I need this, I need to tease you, make you ache with desire for me. Until then, you just watch.”

She inserted a finger once more, curving it within herself to stroke her G-spot. As she found it, she began to moan. She continued by adding a second finger and began to rub her clit with her thumb, intensifying her pleasure. She continued to perform, wetter from her audience.

Before she knew it, she felt that it was close. All of a sudden, the tension snapped, her legs quivered, her breath grew short, her back arched, and a wave of pleasure spread throughout her body, emanating from her groin.

As she lay, panting on the bedsheets, she beckoned him closer with a finger. He jumped off the pouffe and bounded across the small room to her. She sat up and undid her lace bra. Tossing it to the side, she said, “I want you to fuck my tits.”

Dave eagerly accepted and tore his boxers off. Holly laid down on the bed, her nipples stood hard in the air. He straddled her waist before putting his cock between her breasts. As soon as he entered that channel, she pressed her mounds together, and he began to rock his hips back and forth, lifting her head occasionally. She spat on his dick.

He felt as though he were in heaven itself, his shaft suffocating between her impeccable tits. As he was approaching climax, he asked her, almost out of breath, “Where do you want me to cum?”

“Since you were such a good boy watching me, I’ll let you cum right on my tits,” she replied.

He began to pick up the pace, and soon he felt the imminent release. Pulling out from her bosom, he rubbed himself to completion, his release erupting from the head of his penis, shooting ropes onto her breasts.

She took a finger and brought some of his seed to her mouth, sucking contentedly on it.

“Mmm, you taste delicious,” she purred.

“Your body is a work of art,” he gasped.

Holly simply giggled and got up to clean herself off.

~~~~~

“Hey, Holly, I have a question,” Dave asked. The sun was setting, yet Eric and his parents were nowhere to be found.

“Shoot,” she replied calmly.

“What’s with all the teasing? Every time, you always tease me.”

Holly glanced away before answering, “someday I’ll tell you everything.”